My World Is My Mother

Mother…the most respected word in the world. That word makes you feel strong at the same time makes you feel weak and vulnerable, the only shade where we feel safe forever and the only support pillar on which we can rely on forever.

How can anybody be so selfless, so devoted, so loving, so caring? But our mother is the one having all of these qualities. From the nine months in her womb until she is gifted to God, she takes care of us every minute, every second. She worries for us every time we are not in front of her. She thinks of us every time we go out. The only person who thinks of other people first and then herself. Who will eat only when her child eat, who will sleep peacefully only when her children are safe and sound. She is really a wonder created by the god itself.

"When we put our head her lap, we forget every worry, everything this cruel world did to us and just feels like we are in heaven. When we touch her feet, it felt like we have everything accomplished now by getting her blessing. She is light, she is an angel, she is queen, she is our mother…"

Every time we get hurt, she is hurt a hundred times more than us. I have seen her crying, I have seen her vulnerable, I have seen her weak but still, she is very good at hiding her pain. She is very good at making us believe that she is happy and have everything even when she is not. Even when she is sick, she still cooks for us, still do her every duty without even a single complaint. When we are sick she spent countless sleepless nights.

Surely no one can be as selfless as a mother. I am sure that I can never be as great as her. But still she is the first and biggest role model in my life.If I am born again then I would like to be only her daughter...